Jared Evan - Hot Sauce Lyrics

Just stop yourself and look into the mirror You’re not yourself, can’t see it any clear.

PRE-CHORUS: You ain’t the same as you claim you are Too late, no one came to see who you are.

CHORUS: You’ve been thinking with your hot dog You ain’t fucking with the hot sauce You’ve been thinking with your hot dog You ain’t fucking with the hot sauce You’ve been thinking with your hot dog You ain’t fucking with the hot sauce You’ve been thinking with your hot dog You ain’t fucking with the hot sauce

I remember when it was Guru and Primo Nobody bragged about their dick size of their ego And fuck the accolades, this wild cast is orchestrated Expose them, scope them out right in front of their people! Yeah, it’s time to show these motherfucking amateurs The lyrics to my verses and the phrases in my chorus. Porridge is you’ll eat you fucking Goldie Locks Hold my cock, my flow’s acidic, but I’m so unorthodox! More (?) scorching hot, evil leave you mortified I’m 24, you’re 45 and hanging out with Mordecai. More than right, I ain’t done, Fuck it, I was born to come And get rid of your bullshit like Jordan Wade before he won.

PRE-CHORUS: You ain’t the same as you claim you are Too late, no one came to see who you are.

CHORUS: You’ve been thinking with your hot dog You ain’t fucking with the hot sauce You’ve been thinking with your hot dog You ain’t fucking with the hot sauce You’ve been thinking with your hot dog You ain’t fucking with the hot sauce You’ve been thinking with your hot dog You ain’t fucking with the hot sauce

Oh, man, to be frank, You’re having Tabasco, fucking rascals! Oh, man We can do this all day, you know, but But, you just suck, motherfucker Yeah